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~PatronusNightFlame

"Apparently someone left their scarf here" said Dr. McPhee, as Larry walked into the museum. "Please find it, and return it to the lost and found"

"Okay" said the night guard, with his 12 year old son, Nick. (A/N: sorry for the back and forth age jumping thing for Nick.)

"Thanks Larry" said McPhee patting the night guard on the back. With that, the director left and headed home.

The Daleys walked in the museum, it was about 5:57pm. The museum was still quiet and asleep. "Well Nick...mind helping me find the scarf incase the exhibits hurt it?" asked Larry. Nick simply shrugged and began the search on the first floor with his father.

Moments later, Rexy awoke and a resounding sound echoed the halls as well as the walls of the museum. They were finally awake. Nick was glad his friends were now alive, but Larry was panicking. If the person who lost the scarf, found it torn and rag-like...what would McPhee say?

"Alright Nick, we gotta speed up." he said tugging his son. The two scanned the perimeter of the whole lobby, to the exhibitions, the bathrooms, to find nothing scarf-looking - they did find an old bracelet that said 'I LOVE RYAN'...who knows what that was about?

After searching the entire first floor, a loud thump along with a clang caught the night guard's attention. "Oh crap" he muttered. Nick and Larry raced to where the sound originated from, to their surprise, they found the pharaoh lying on the ground, with a piece of silk tangled around his foot.

"Dad..." whispered Nick, "I think we found the scarf..."

Seconds later, Ahkmenrah's jackals were charging out their post to save their king. By doing so, they damaged the some walls of the museum.

"Whao, whao, guys...chill" said Larry, trying to calm the two jackals down, "I'm sure he's fine" said Larry, though he knew he was lying straight through his teeth. "Dexter, go get Sacagawea" he whispered to the monkey beside him. He nodded and went to find the healer silently. "Please, return to your posts, and we'll fix this in like a few seconds" said the night guard. The jackals glared, but obeyed his command, since Ahkmenrah ordered them to listen to Larry, and obey his commands.

"What's going on?" asked the shoshone woman, entering the crime scene with Teddy and Dexter in her arms.

"I think he slipped on this" said Nicky, showing Sacagwea the expensive, silk, scarf that one of the visitors lost. Sacagwea took it and examined it. "Ahk needs to get his eyes checked" she muttered, rolling her eyes.

She told Larry to get an ice-pack, and moved Ahk onto a half-sitting-half-lying position. Once Larry returned with an ice-pack, Sacagawea slammed it onto the pharaoh's face.

The cold awoke the pharaoh from his blackout, he jumped up, only to fall again. He felt his left ankle, which was swollen and purple. "I don't remember twisting my ankle before I died" he said. Dexter facepalmed.

"You slipped, Ahk" said Nick, "on a colourful scarf" added Sacagawea in an unamused tone. "It was colorful! How could you have missed it?" she asked, the pharaoh simply shrugged. "I just woke up" he said in defence, but the healer just shook her head.

"He should be alright, if he doesn't move as much" said Sacagawea outside Ahkmenrah's exhibition, "but thats all I can do for now" she said. Larry nodded, he looked inside to see the pharaoh lying in his uncomfortable sarcophagus, with his son sitting in a chair next to his brother, laughing.

"Yeah...at least they're laughing." said the night guard as the shoshone woman smiled.

After a while, Teddy reunited with them.

"Who knew a scarf could hurt someone so badly, eh?" he said as Sacagawea got on Texas. Larry chuckled, "yeah, it was so harmless...I guess now, Ahk might have a fear of them." he said as he walked with Texas, who carried the two lovers on his back.

O.o.O

"You're okay now, right Ahk?" asked the boy. The pharaoh let out a small chuckle, "of course I am! It's just a twisted ankle, nothing much."

Nick nodded. "I've never twisted mine before...though my friend has and she had to stay in the hospital for a few days, and came back with a wrap on her leg..." he said. Ahkmenrah nodded, "she was more unfortunate then I was, I guess"

The two brothers talked until sunrise, Nick kept Ahkmenrah company as the older brother has always done so for him. Plus, he knew how much his partner in crime hated that dusty sarcophagus, though they cleaned it out once every two months, it seemed to have never-ending dust in there.

Though Ahkmenrah twisted his ankle, and banged his head on the stairs - good thing he was wearing his crown, not to mention, gained a fear of silk scarfs, he was glad to have someone there for him. Luckily he had gained a new brother and partner in crime, or else what was he going to do for about 12 hours?